Tag: Self

Some days I run around in my head with you, you plait my hair and I lay, heavy-headed on your belly and we laugh, big warm laughs that make my face ache Some days The radio plays, and each strum of the melody stiffens my jaw and I can do nothing but stare ahead at […]

So this post is terribly late and I have no real excuse. Well I kinda do but I won’t use it because it mainly just comes down to being completely lost as to what to write. Writing about my life so far has been easy. As soon as my dad died while I was in […]

I have tried a million ways to start this post. I couldn’t figure out why it was so hard. What point was I tying to get across with this one? I’ve written this whole post twice and hated them both. I started it from different directions: With a joke! With a metaphor about life being […]